Sajin Street is the main street of Yinzhou City, where people come and go, very lively.

However, the monthly rent here is also extremely expensive, and there are often people who can't operate and have to sublet.

No, I met one.

It is a restaurant business, and the business has not been very good before, and the business is even more bleak when it encounters high temperatures.

However, either his family is miserable, or the Xici Restaurant, which has the best business, has no customers.

Later, a Joe Kee Tavern opened on Ewha Street, and everyone went there to eat!

I thought it would be better when the temperature dropped, but I didn't want to, it was still like this, and even more business.

Either go to Xici Restaurant, or go to Qiao Ji Tavern, or other restaurants and taverns, anyway, his "Xinglong Restaurant" is not prosperous at all.

Lao Luo sighed, posted the notice at the door, turned his head and went back to the restaurant to settle this month's wages for the cook, Xiao Er, and the guys.

After everyone took the money, there was no happy look on their faces, but they were very sad.

Because, they should worry about their livelihood for the next month.

Lao Luo is the same, Xinglong Restaurant is all he has, and it is his hard work.

He is forty years old, and this restaurant supports his whole family.

But since the opening of Xici Restaurant on Sajin Street, his business has become less and less.

In just two years, he stole almost all the diners in Yinzhou City, and at the beginning of this year, his wife and son persuaded him to close his door, because they could not compete with Xici Restaurant.

Those lords and nobles all turned their heads to eat at Xici Restaurant, and only a few old customers came to eat with them, but this little money was not enough to maintain the expenses of Xinglong Restaurant.

It's been losing money this year!

Qiao Ruyue saw the notice posted at the door of Xinglong Restaurant and immediately walked in.

Lao Luo saw that she and Qiao Ruxia were not dressed expensively, especially Qiao Ruxia was still wearing short brown trousers from the countryside, she looked like a countryman and had never seen much of the world.

Although there are still some ingredients in the kitchen, Lao Luo estimates that they should not be able to afford to eat, so he said:

"Two ladies, the restaurant has been closed, you go to another house to have a look."

Qiao Ruyue smiled: "We are not here to eat. ”

"So what are you ...... looking for?"

Lao Luo looked at them and guessed.

But suddenly, Lao Luo felt that Qiao Ruyue was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere?

He stared at Qiao Ruyue and said, "You, you...... Wasn't it the friar who prayed for rain at the entrance of Sajin Street that day? ”

Lao Luo finally remembered!

Lao Luo only watched the practice of begging for rain, or because the government built the platform at the entrance of Sajin Street.

After a few scenes, I heard that they all moved directly to the door of Qiao Ji on Lihua Street.

Because, among the Taoist priests and monks who did that time, Qiao Ruyue was the only woman, and she was the only woman who asked for rain except for Lord Hongguan.

The rainstorm lasted for two hours, and that evening, Xinglong Restaurant also had a lot of business for the first time in a long time.

Little did he know that one day the friar would come to his restaurant.

Lao Luo immediately asked Qiao Ruyue what the sisters had to do?

Qiao Ruyue said: "We are here to rent a restaurant. ”

Lao Luo was surprised and delighted, but he didn't think about it, as soon as the notice was posted, someone wanted to rent, and it was still that powerful female monk!

Lao Luo immediately identified himself: "Here is the shopkeeper of the restaurant, two ladies, let's go to the private room to talk." ”

Saying that, he also asked Qiao Ruyue and Qiao Ruxia what they wanted to eat?

The kitchen also has the ingredients prepared today, and you can make all kinds of dishes.

At this moment, a junior came over and recognized Qiao Ruyue at a glance as Qiao Ji's shopkeeper!

He was ecstatic, Qiao Ji was the hottest tavern on Ewha Street.

If it weren't for the small shop, the stir-fry cooking skills in it would be average, and it would definitely become the hottest tavern in Yinzhou City!

Unexpectedly, she was the one who came to rent Xinglong Restaurant!!

Lao Luo saw that Qiao Ruyue and Qiao Ruxia said no, so he took it upon himself to order a few meals, snacks and tea that women usually love.

“…… Okay, that's all, Zhang San, you go and inform the kitchen to make it as soon as possible.

Do your best, and these two may be your new treasurers in the future. ”

Lao Luo said earnestly to Zhang San.

If these two ladies don't have a cook, a junior, and a buddy, if the original team of his Xinglong Restaurant is satisfied, they may be able to stay and continue to eat.

Lao Luo specially explained to Zhang San, which is what he meant.

But after he finished speaking, he saw Zhang San constantly squeezing his eyes at him, and he couldn't see Lao Luo?

"Zhang San, what's wrong with you?"

After he asked, Zhang San was still squeezing his eyes.

"Do you have eye cramps? Hurry to the hospital in a while. ”

Lao Luo sighed in his heart, why did Zhang San suddenly get sick? I'm afraid people won't ask for a sick number.

Hearing Luo's shopkeeper's words, Zhang San was about to die, so he leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"The shopkeeper, the lady in the pink skirt, is the shopkeeper of Qiao Ji Tavern on Lihua Street behind!"

Every word Zhang San said shocked Lao Luo, and he actually ...... Actually...... It's her?

Lao Luo has been in the mall for many years, but after a few breaths, he restrained the shock in his heart and maintained the expression on his face.

He said more politely than before: "Shopkeeper Qiao, let's have a private room on the second floor, please!" ”

This Xinglong inn is divided into two floors.

The first floor is the lobby, which is set up with square tables for diners to eat.

There is also a lobby on the second floor and six private rooms.

The private rooms are full of round tables and are elegantly furnished.

I don't have to say anything about the environment, but I have no business and have to close my doors.

Not long after the three of them sat down, another little two came in with a teapot and poured tea for the three of them.

Lao Luo ordered honey jasmine tea for Sister Qiao Ruyue, and the ladies and ladies love to drink it!

Downstairs in the back kitchen.

After Zhang San finished saying all the names of the dishes that Lao Luo said, he said: "Do you know who is going to rent our Xinglong Restaurant and become the next shopkeeper?" ”

Just now, except for Zhang San, everyone was tidying up in the back kitchen.

Although we are leaving, we still have to do a good job of hygiene.

And, if you don't have business today, you should also pack the rest of the dishes to the shopkeeper and take them back to eat.

They also know that it is not easy for the shopkeeper to maintain the business of the restaurant, and he has been losing money since last year, and now he really can't maintain it......

Although they feel sorry for the shopkeeper, there is nothing they can do.

Now when I heard that someone wanted to rent a restaurant, I immediately got busy, especially the cook.

If the other party rents it and is also in the restaurant business, maybe the other party will hire them when they see that they are good cooks?

Seeing that Zhang San was so excited, one of them suddenly became curious, and while she was washing vegetables, she asked:

"Who? Look at your excited appearance, what kind of celebrity is it? ”

"Ahem, say it, you must be more excited than me!"

Hearing him say this, the big guy was immediately aroused by his curiosity.

Fang Lao Er slapped him on the head and said, "Don't sell it, tell me who it is?" ”

Zhang San was in pain, but he really didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, so he had to be honest: "It's the shopkeeper Qiao, the shopkeeper Qiao Ji of Lihua Street!" ”

In an instant, the entire back kitchen was silent.

It took a long time for someone to speak: "It's her?" Oh, my God! ”